Disclaimer: I do not own Left 4 Dead, Left 4 Dead 2, or any of the characters in them. They all belong to Valve and their respective owners.
I only own my OC
All she had known for her entire life was the sound of machinery running and voices as if they were heard from far away, even though they were standing right next to her. The cause of this was the clear green fluid that held her suspended within the large glass tube that had been her whole world for as far back as she could remember. But one day the voices stopped, replaced with screams, and then silence broken only by the hum of the machinery. But soon even that sound started to go silent. The machines that had long since supplied her with her air soon begin to fail. It is this lack of oxygen that brings her to full consciousness.
No matter how hard I tried I could not draw any more air from the thing in my mouth. I opened my eyes only to be met with darkness. My lungs were beginning to burn, hungering for the air they were so cruelly denied. I tore the device from my mouth and started to beat against the sides of my prison, but the tempered glass held. I pushed as hard as I could and wished for it to break, for I was quickly running out of strength because not only was I fighting to get out, I was also fighting to keep control of something within me. No words could explain what it was except for rage. Something told me that whatever it was I was fighting it was bad, not evil, but bad. But without a supply of air my mind began to shut down, my eyes drifted in and out of focus, my muscles began to tire. So, in a final desperate attempt to escape, I succumbed to the power within me. Suddenly the world around me changed. Everything became clear, I felt a new strength build inside my body, and with a final push the glass that had imprisoned me for so long shattered. I fell to the floor on my hands and knees, coughing, gulping the air as pieces of glass rained around me. The fluid that had surrounded me flooded over the floor.
Still feeding off the animalistic rage that coursed through me, I leaned back on my knees, the long tendrils of my wet hair falling back to reveal a young beautiful face with deep set eyes that were a bright crimson red, and let lose a bloodcurdling scream. A scream that contained not only all the rage and hatred I was feeling, but also my joy of finally being free. It was a scream that could be heard echoing throughout the halls long after I had stopped. Exhausted from my efforts I collapsed on the floor where I sat, to spent to even move the glass out of the way.
Authors Note: Hello my readers, Seed245445 here. (I know thats a realy bad pen name,just go with it)
This is my first EVER fanfic of any sort, so I understand if its not that good. Please Rate and Review. Comments, Criticism, or just General Reviews are all welcome.
Sorry for the short chapter. I just needed something to lay the ground work and set the scene for the rest of the story. I will try to make the other chapters longer.
I'll try and make updates regular, but since I am finishing up my Senior year in High school I cant make any promises.